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Monday, September 17, 2012

Back to School

One of the perks of working on a college campus is that now that the students are back, there's a hum of energy in the air.

When I stepped outside with my coffee in hand and walked across the leaf-strewn quad to my office, I was filled with a desire to WRITE.

Not so that I could sell a book, or make lots of money, or be on the New York Times Bestseller List. I was filled with that naive, hopeful, pure collegiate desire to create something with no more complex a purpose than to make it beautiful and good.

Like standing on the edge of a cliff in the middle of a storm and singing into the wind.

This morning as the fog burned away, I was filled with that irrepressible, irrational, and absolutely intoxicating hope that someone might hear the echo of my voice.